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04.13.07 (4:51 pm)   [edit]
I was on watch duty in the late afternoon on a pretty cool day, nothing much happening except for swatting a couple of mosquitoes. Then a haphazard offensive occured; soldiers were popping out from the treeline forward, and firing continuously at mine location. I raised my rifle and got practically everyone in sight, fired at as many as I could spot, and ran. My own team joined thereafter, and we started hammering at the offensive pretty quickly, while withdrawing further down the line.

Fighting was everywhere, and in the day, everyone could see everybody else. I just continuously got the advancing opponents in my scope and fired, and they just went down like target boards.

I couldn't remember how long the fighting lasted, but it felt so long that I couldn't make time out anymore. By the end of the ceasefire, all was quiet, and I made my way back to base alone, all drenched in sweat to the skins and bones. I knew I was injured somewhere, but I couldn't make out where.

And as I made my way, I spotted another team holding ground at another end of the area. We were all soldiers, but that's all there is, and was. I approached a commander, saw his Captain rank, and saluted promptly. He saluted back, and I asked if he had seen Platoon 110, my platoon. He thought for a brief moment, and said I should try the direction he was pointing to. I thanked him, packed my bags, and left.

I had no idea what happened thereafter, except I regrouped with my guys, and finally made it into a decent shower room. I looked closely and noticed how badly my lips were bruised on the right side. It hurt to touch, but certainly bearable for the next battle. That's when I realised something was wrong with the entire battle.

Reached for my rifle in an instant and took it apart. Checked every component, but it was all okay. Then I recalled the fighting: every single shot I fired did hit someone, but as soon as he fell, someone popped up later. And it was always the same guy that fell in the position.

I was firing blanks.

I didn't manage to kill anyone effectively, and nobody on the opposing end could manage to hit me for real as well.

Then I woke up. At 3am in the freaking morning, just like yesterday at 2. I was completely tired out from the past 2 days of nightmares that I could hardly sort out what is real or not real anymore. And to think I came into the office this morning at 10:30am didn't quite help. I needed sleep badly.

2 days consecutive dreaming has me worried. Something else is gonna happen. I'm not just feeling it, I'm seeing it.
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